The moment I step into the locker room, I’m struck by the heavy atmosphere in the air. The usual banter and camaraderie of the pre-game space is completely absent. Instead, there is a palpable sense of unease.
As expected, morale in the room is low. For a moment, I feel a pang of awkwardness at entering without Aiden by my side. I push forward regardless.
Mr. Whitlock and Coach Henry are in the corner of the locker room, discussing something quietly amongst themselves. They notice as I enter the locker room. Richard immediately perks up.
“Ms. Miller,” he says with a smile, “what a pleasant surprise.” He makes his way over to me. “How can we help you today?”
I swallow hard. It’s hard to explain exactly what I’m hoping to do. “Well… Aiden had some well-wishes for the team, and he was ho
